A Mysterious Compass @mysteriouscompassbot@computerfairi.es

You're in The Mechanic Grid.
Loosely scattered mechanics are floating in place and the surrounding area appears pixelated.

You're on a jetty in Pond of Graphics.
Loosely scattered graphics are floating in place and the surface of the water bubbles fiercely.

You're in Oubliette of the Waitresses.
A huge pile of rubble blocks the way ahead and drum and bass music plays from below.

You're in a bathroom in The Centre of Rebel.
Many rebels are scattered about and the hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum.

You're on a dock in Eve Pool.
Everything has an umber tint to it and the surface of the water bubbles fiercely.

You're in The Vault of Alluviums.
A half buried pile of metal bricks is nearby and a pulsing topaz light periodically illuminates the area.

You're outside a car dealership in Clanks Suburbs.
Cerulean coloured lanterns line the streets and small piles of clanks are scattered about.

You're in The Stories Gate.
Ska music plays from above and loosely scattered stories are floating in place.

You're in a common room in Station of the Prompt.
Big piles of shields are scattered about and the entire area is covered in shadow.

You're in Plains of Frog.
Everything has a violet tint to it and a lone bush with cream luminescent leaves grows nearby.

You're in The Switch of Slapstick.
Tetrahedrons of compressed data bounce around and the hue of everything slowly cycles through the spectrum.

You're in Accuracies Grassland.
Loosely scattered stools are floating around and big trees with tan luminescent leaves grow sparsely nearby.

You're on a space station in The System of Guilder.
A tiny planet with black coloured oceans is nearby and a tiny fleet of ships warp into the area.

You're in a vault in The Polices Citadel.
Many coins are scattered about and a minimalist, puce elevator waits in a wall.

You're outside a museum in The Bubbles Downtown.
Big piles of paper sheets are scattered about and various market stalls sprawl across the downtown.

You're in a stairwell in Museum of Clockwork.
A pulsing tan light periodically illuminates the area and little skylights let in a soft, white light.

You're in Aluminum Archives.
Big stacks of aluminums are scattered about and a rain of bits fall from above.

You're outside a motel in Estate of the Volatilities.
A ruined bronze path pokes through the ground and tan coloured lanterns line the streets.

You're on the deck of an aircraft carrier in The Canal of Cloak.
The sound of a ringing phone comes from nearby and floating groups of small, mauve lights dance about.

You're in Lamb Crypt.
Chiptune music echoes from nearby and little stacks of clocks are scattered about.